Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Sleeves of the Robe Are Like Iron
Xiao Yu broke the hundred horses in an instant, and even Huang Kui just felt the commotion outside the tent, and Xiao Yu had already come to the door of the tent.
Huang Kui instantly felt Xiao Yu's undisguised tyrannical aura. Turn around and step forward, and punch out. The burst fist extinguished all the candles in the tent, and easily blew the heavy curtain into countless pieces, hitting the people outside the tent.
Xiao Yu stretched out a palm, stretched out his five fingers, and held this fist into his hand lightly. There was not the slightest wave.
Huang Kui's face was solemn, the vitality in his body was stagnant, and he found that he couldn't get rid of this gentle grip at all. At the same time, he also saw Xiao Yu and the remaining iron horsemen who were cowering behind him.
At this time, Huang Kui was about to speak, but he was kicked in the chest by Xiao Yu, and the whole person flew upside down like a broken kite like a tent, shattering countless ornaments, and he didn't even have time to react to that kick.
Huang Kui, who flew into the tent, was a martial arts practitioner after all, but he was only slightly injured, and he happened to get rid of Xiao Yu's control, which made him breathe a little relieved.
Logically speaking, he is Huang Hanji's nephew, and Xiao Yu and they have a request for Huang Hanji, and what Xiao Yu should do now is to turn big things into small things. So although blood kept flowing out of his mouth, he still said in a deep voice: "Xiao Yu, don't forget what kind of place this is. ”
Xiao Yu smiled coldly and walked into the tent.
Lin Yinping lay on the side of the collapse dejectedly, he had already seen Xiao Yu, struggling to get up, but as if he was injured, he spit out a mouthful of scarlet blood, and still lay helplessly on the ground. He came anyway, as he had stood before her so many times, and he did after all.
Xiao Yu's lips moved silently, and no one heard what he was saying. But Lin Yinping, who was facing him, laughed softly, because she understood Xiao Yu's mouth shape, it was sorry.
She smiled and shook her head, she didn't blame Xiao Yu, she only blamed herself for being too weak.
Xiao Yu ignored Huang Kui and walked straight to Lin Yinping, but when he passed by Huang Kui's side, he gently pressed Huang Kui to the ground.
At this time, Huang Hanji, who rushed to hear the sound, had already led a large group of people to enclose the entire tent.
Xiao Yu didn't care about any of this, silently walked to Lin Yinping, whose face was as white as snow, and gently leaned down to pick her up. Then he reached out and wiped the scarlet from the corner of her mouth.
Huang Kui, who got up in embarrassment, seemed to be aroused by Xiao Yu's kick, and leaned on the countless iron horses outside the tent, and said fiercely: "Xiao Yu, I want you to die today, and I will ...... her in front of you."
Before he could say the dirty words behind him, Xiao Yu put his sleeve under his head.
Huang Kui was about to make a move to resist, but he couldn't move, and a strange black-red aura surrounded him.
He could only watch as the black sleeve of his robe fanned against his face.
It was a very ordinary sleeve, not a precious material.
But at this moment, it was filled with the same black and red vitality, like a wall of steel slammed into his face, fanning him out of the air.
Xiao Yu, who was expressionless, held Lin Yinping in his arms with one hand, and looked indifferently at Huang Kui who was knocked away, as if he just waved his sleeves to drive away a fly.
He asked Lin Yinping softly, "Is that what he beat you like this?"
Lin Yinping nodded.
Xiao Yu said expressionlessly: "Then it's up to me to avenge you." ”
Huang Kui trembled and got up from the ground again, because he had knocked out a few front teeth, and his speech was a little leaky, he gritted his teeth and asked: "Xiao Yu, open your eyes and see who is outside the tent! Is it worth it to put yourself on a ride for a woman?"
Xiao Yu lowered his eyes and said, "It's worth it." ”
There were only two words, but a hint of despair appeared on Huang Kui's face.
Before the words fell, Xiao Yu had already rushed forward like a ghost, and one sleeve slapped on his intact cheek on the other side, knocking him to the ground while turning his entire face into a symmetrical pattern. Then he stomped on his chest.
Outside the tent, the cavalry in the front row could even clearly see Huang Kui, who was trampled on by Xiao Yu, spewing out a mouthful of blood like a fountain.
A few grassland warriors just wanted to make a move, but a Taoist in Tsing Yi came from outside at some point, and with a slight flick of his sleeves, these grassland warriors went limp.
Xiao Yu smiled coldly, bent over and grabbed Huang Kui's collar, lifted him upside down, and plunged Huang Kui's head into the ground.
"Not dead yet?"
Xiao Yu squinted slightly and said, "It is worthy of being a rare martial arts cultivator. ”
Since he was promoted to the frost, he was naturally different from the Void Netherworld, and even without using a sword, Xiao Yu could also completely abuse this tribal heir of the Upper Realm of the Void Netherworld.
He punched the upside-down Huang Kui in the lower abdomen, and Huang Kui's legs, which were originally only trembling slightly, swung more violently.
Xiao Yu was expressionless and continued to punch.
One punch, two punches, three punches......
It wasn't until Huang Kui's body didn't have a trace of reaction that Xiao Yu slowly stopped.
At this time, his left hand had been stained into a bloody hand by Huang Kui's blood, and the position of Huang Kui's lower abdomen had become a huge hollow.
Through this hole, the frightened expressions on the faces of the cavalry outside can be clearly seen.
But the horror of the cavalry was not for Huang Kui's death, but because of another person.
An old Taoist priest who looked unkempt was standing beside Huang Hanji. A peachwood sword that seemed to be held by the Blue Sect Taoist when he walked the rivers and lakes was diagonally pointed at Huang Hanji's throat, and the hilt of the sword was held in the hands of this old Taoist.
The old Taoist said: "Huang Hanji, I can't see how bold you are." ”
A drop of cold sweat slipped down Huang Hanji's forehead, although he knew that this old way would definitely not kill him, but it was also on the premise that he was obedient. If he had moved, the inferior-looking peachwood sword would have stabbed him in the throat without hesitation.
Although he is very old, he still can't let go of fine wine, power and young girls, so in front of a nephew and the "general trend", he easily made a choice.
"Xichen Zhenren, this is a misunderstanding, I don't know what Huang Kui did at all, but don't worry, I will definitely engage in this evil animal military law and give the princess a satisfactory explanation. ”
Xichen raised his eyelids and said casually: "This is the best, at this time, I also understand Huang Taiji's helplessness, after all, the descendants of the saint will also have a few waste materials that are not successful." ”
Huang Hanji smiled strongly.
The autumn leaves drifted into the tent like a gust of wind, and Xiao Yu sat in a corner with Lin Yinping in his arms, carefully channeling vitality to Lin Yinping and supporting her seriously injured and dying body.
Qiu Ye sighed lightly, walked to Xiao Yu's side, lightly pressed on Lin Yinping's wrist, and frowned: "The fist strength spread, and it hurt all the internal organs." ”
Xiao Yu raised his head and looked at the autumn leaves hopefully.
Akiba looked solemn and said, "You sealed her meridians first." ”
When Xiao Yu heard this, he immediately took out nine fingers and pointed at Lin Yinping's forehead, arms, lower abdomen, chest and other parts.
Then a ball of green qi condensed from Qiu Ye's hand and slowly pressed it from the top of Lin Yinping's head.
Lin Yinping's face slowly showed a hint of ruddyness, and then slowly fell asleep in Xiao Yu's arms.
Qiu Ye said slowly: "The six qi have their own wonderful uses, for example, the forty-nine platinum sword qi belongs to gold, and the master kills, and my Taishang Qingqi belongs to wood, and the master is born." I'll help her breathe a sigh of relief first, and as for whether she can continue her life, she needs some other things. ”
Xiao Yu laughed miserably.